Abigail Moore

“It is something to which I have given much thought, but about which I have come to no conclusions.”
― Neil Gaiman, Stardust

“I walked round the block thinking I’d think about it, but my legs were heading home, and sometimes you have to accept that your heart knows what to do.”
― Jeanette Winterson, The Gap of Time: The Winter’s Tale Retold

“Look, Miss!” I exclaimed, pointing to a nook under the roots of one twisted tree. “Winter is not here yet. There’s a little flower up yonder, the last bud from the multitude of bluebells that clouded those turf steps in July with a lilac mist. Will you clamber up, and pluck it to show to papa?” Cathy stared a long time at the lonely blossom trembling in its earthy shelter, and replied, at length—“No, I’ll not touch it: but it looks melancholy, does it not, Ellen?” “Yes,” I”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“We seem to have lost the gift of patience, of waiting for time to unfold its story.”
― Mary Irish, Gardening in the Desert: A Guide to Plant Selection and Care